I am speaking to birds
Pigeons and sparrows out here in the plaza
Astride a great charger, Simon Bolivar
And the doctors can't cure me

I told them all
How the woman had come across oceans of time
How she'd told of the war at the end of the world
And she'd come for the children

She held my hand
And she told of the cannibals ruling this place
How they fatten us up to be part of their meal
And she taught us to sing:

Circle 'round and 'round
Weave us a tapestry
spin us a tale
Circle 'round and 'round
Raise up the floodtides
and call down the gale
Circle 'round and 'round
Born of the Furies
to die in the deep,
All the young lovers
a promise do keep,
The Horsemen still ride
but one night they will sleep
Circle 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round

But they don't see a thing
They chant incantations into their machines
They scratch secret codes on the chart by my name
And they're taking my memory

I tried not to laugh
When the pearl in my earring turned into the moon
And I took off my clothes and I danced down the hall
All I want is to sing:

Circle 'round and 'round
Weave us a tapestry
spin us a tale
Circle 'round and 'round
Raise up the floodtides
and call down the gale
Circle 'round and 'round
Born of the Furies
to die in the deep,
All the young lovers
a promise do keep,
The Horsemen still ride
but one night they will sleep
Circle 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round